She acted on her words.
It would only alert the person concerned if she sent a name card and then visited.
Song Jiyun went to inform Madam Qian.
Madam Qian, full of emotion, repackaged the health supplements that Madam Wang had sent and had Song Jiyun carry them as gifts.
Song Jiyun then returned to her own courtyard, changed her clothes, and accompanied by Nanny Zheng, went to the palanquin hall.
To her surprise, she saw a tall and upright figure in the palanquin hall.
With his hands behind his back, he wore a robe of moon-white brocade adorned with light purple auspicious clouds and flowers, standing indifferently under the eaves.
Outside the hall, the sunlight slanted across his robe, making the silver threads of the brocade shimmer brilliantly, yet they did not compare to even half of his jade-like, impeccably fair complexion under the dense shade.
"Young Master Yuan!" Song Jiyun couldn't help but halt in her steps, her low exclamation betraying her surprise.
